The embers of war will not burn any longer.
When this note appeared on the desks of various countries, everyone fell silent.
According to common sense, if a country falls into civil strife, especially if a superpower like Tariq falls into civil strife, other countries will definitely look at it with eager eyes. After all, being able to bite off a piece of meat from a country of this size can turn a small country into a big country overnight. Although there is a risk of being settled by the queen, the benefits are too tempting.
Of course, big countries will not treat each other like guests. In the past, Yingnan also experienced the famous Blood Mist civil strife. Dozens of cities were caught in the flames of war, and the royalists and republicans fought to the point of losing their minds. At that time, the Tsarist Empire directly signed a new border act with several other countries, and took advantage of the British-Southern Civil War to transfer some colonies and island countries into its own hands. When Yingnan came to her senses, it was too late.
Therefore, civil strife in a country, to surrounding and even distant countries, is a symbol that a person starts to explode gold coins. And a country like Tariq, which is extremely rich in itself, has an internal war of such horrific scale and scope. It is like a piece of meat covered with honey falling into a wolf's den, destined to be divided. And eat it.
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"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
In Yingnan's House of Lords, a huge long table divides the vast room into two. The bright crystal chandelier exudes a gentle light under the supply of magic energy. The middle-aged man sitting on the throne holds a mithril scepter and wears a crown, looking at the enthusiastic parliamentarians calmly.
"This kid is crazy, he dares to order us!"
A pot-bellied man slapped the table and said with a sullen expression: "He is just a brave man, why would he dare to order us with such a sentence? We are a country, and Tariq is also a country. Countries communicate with each other according to tradition. Distributing benefits, what kind of war is this?"
"Yes, he is dictatorial like this."
Another congressman stood up and said righteously: "We provided Tariq with loans and personnel lists for post-war repairs, and acquired their damaged properties. This is our act of helping Tariq rebuild the country. He How can you refuse them all?”
"It's not just a rejection."
The woman with long red hair sneered, and she threw out a piece of paper with an easy-to-understand word written in mainland Chinese. There was only one sentence on it.
"Don't be shameless."
Slowly reading the words above, the red-haired woman folded her arms, and the surge in her chest made people unable to take their eyes away, "After I sunk the business loan to the civilian class of the other party, this brave man put me in Tariq All legally opened banks were closed, property was confiscated, and previous debts were canceled. Then, this piece of paper was placed in front of me."
Turning her head and looking at the king at the end of the long table, the red-haired woman's voice, as sweet as honey, slowly sounded, "Our King, don't you think this is insulting our Yingnan?"
"This is a naked insult!"
"Yes, this is an unlimited devaluation of our international image. We must protest!"
"He has no right to do this, we are all legal."
"Why didn't he warn us for twelve seconds?"
Protests continued to sound one after another, but the king at the end of the long table still looked calm. He knew that he was completely unable to dominate this parliament. Tariq's temptation was so great that these people had already made up their mind to use the power of parliament to directly crush the king's power, and all their own opinions would be rejected.
What they want is just a process and their own testimony.
"Then go and negotiate with the hero."
An imperceptible sneer appeared on the king's face. The middle-aged man who temporarily succeeded to the throne tapped his scepter to silence everyone present. Looking around the House, the King's voice was emotionless.
"Since the hero has done so many illegal things to you, why don't you resist?"
There was only mockery and sarcasm in the king's eyes, unabashed and extremely straightforward. He once thought that this country was advanced and
A great country that would allow him to develop his ambitions. But after actually sitting in the king's position, he was shocked to find that the things he had to deal with most every day were not politics, technology, or diplomacy.
It is a matter of domestic tax deficit.
The MPs were rotten, and he knew that in Magnum, Magnum III had established a parliamentary system modeled after Innam. But Magnum's parliament belongs to Magnum III. There, Magnum III was supreme, with the Council merely advising him rather than exercising decision-making power.
In Yingnan, he is just a king with strong symbolic significance. To a certain extent, he can influence the parliament, but most of the time, he must comply with the requirements of the parliament and provide enough benefits to these greedy hyenas.
Money, money.
These congressmen only have money and interests in their minds. To them, the country is more like a tool for making money, a background that allows them to hunt without restraint, rather than a motherland that deserves to be defended from the heart.
Thinking of this, the king of Yingnan was extremely envious of Magnum III and envied him for being able to control a country. In addition to being envious, he still sneered and said to the silent members:
"Don't you want me to express my opinion?"
"Okay, I'll express my position now."
After knocking on the table, the attendant on the side took out a copy of the king's seal and handed it to the king respectfully. The king stood up, placed the seal on the table, and pushed it to the center of the long table.
"Take it."
Looking at the eager members of the council, the king looked as normal and said slowly: "Pick up the rubbish that Emperor Chong dug out from under the body of the third emperor and throw it to me, cover it on a piece of white paper, and then announce that he will be with the brave man. Let’s start a war.”
"I allowed it."
Those councilors who originally wanted to take the seal forcefully and directly protect their own interests suddenly stiffened after hearing the king's words, and retracted their originally outstretched hands. They suddenly remembered that this seal, which symbolized the royal power in the separation of powers, had been nothing more than rubbish that could be thrown away in the eyes of Emperor Chong during that disaster.
"You may not know about the war that took place in Tariq, but I don't blame you."
Looking at the MPs who were stunned by those words, the king took off the crown from his head and put it on the table together with the scepter. Then he took a document from the attendant's hand, threw it on the table, and said coldly: "But, I will tell you now."
"In this war, Zhou Li killed the gods."
When these words appeared in the hall, everyone's breath froze.
Kill the gods.
It was brief, but more substantial than any threat.
Gifted by God, it is the most powerful combat force in the world, more powerful than nuclear bombs on the earth. After all, nuclear bombs cannot move flexibly, nor can they destroy a city in a purposeful and planned way. Therefore, God's gift is a strategic level existence in every country.
However, gods give gifts to gods. In the final analysis, their powers are gifts from gods. To humans, gods represent absolute power.
Everyone knows that Zhou Li once did a big thing in Muqi. But due to the existence of Mr. Muqi, no one knows the specific details of this event. People only know the void but not the ghost of death.
In Jordan, Zhou Li indeed killed an ancient god in full view of everyone. However, the ancient gods are still ancient gods after all, and they are still not as good as the mysterious and unpredictable gods in people's hearts. After all, for them, those stories of the golden age are just legends, and the gods are real.
Therefore, in everyone's eyes, Zhou Li is just a canary protected by Twelve Hours, with a little more ability.
But things are different now.
When the news that Zhou Li actually killed the god reached Yingnan, the king knew that all the spying on Tariq could end.
"This is impossible..."
The bloated man who initially protested slumped in his chair, looked at the document in his hand in disbelief, and muttered.
He muttered to himself: "How dare he, how dare he?"
On the document was a broken heart. Next to the heart are Zhou Li and Tariq's eldest prince Evan. In the annotation, the observer clearly stated the identity of the heart.
God of Emotions·Mass.
Genuine and honest, one of the twelve righteous gods.
The beloved of the Twelve Hours, killed one of the Twelve Righteous Gods.
When this news appeared in front of people, the clamoring lawmakers suddenly fell silent. They looked over and over in disbelief at the documents in their hands, and then looked at each other, invariably sensing the emotions in each other's hearts.
unbelievable.
And, deep fear.
"No, he killed the True God, maybe we can."
There was a hint of evil in the red-haired woman's eyes. Everyone present understood what she meant, but they all understood that this poor woman was crazy.
Doesn't she know where Tarik is?
The starting point of the twelve moments!
How could it be possible to hide what happened in a place like this from the eyes of Twelve Quarters? How could Twelve Moments not know about the killing of the Twelve Righteous Gods? !
Now Zhou Li is still in control of everything about Tariq, which proves that in the eyes of the twelve moments...
Zhou Li is more important than a righteous god.
This news was far more terrifying than when Zhou Li killed Zhengshen. The emergence of this fact cut off all possibilities for others to interfere with it, and also proved that Zhou Li's existence was also very important, even crucial, to Twelve Moments. Even a righteous god cannot compare with it.
"From now on, all information and derivative conjectures about this document are prohibited from being disclosed to the outside world."
Taking out dozens of contracts inlaid with frost gold, the attendants, under the king's order, placed these contracts in front of the councilors who couldn't help themselves. The content of the contract is very simple, that is, everything at today's meeting, including derivative conjectures, is absolutely prohibited from being disclosed to the outside world.
The reason is simple. They did not announce Zhou Li's killing of Mass at the twelve moments, which proves that they do not want the news to spread. But now, in order to suppress the feeble-minded people under his command who were dazzled by profit, the king chose to announce the news.
However, he could not let Yingnan become the instigator between Twelve Hours and Zhou Li. Therefore, he chose to have everyone sign the most advanced contract.
"No, this is against human rights!"
A congressman who wanted to bet everything on Tariq, but was deprived of one-third of his family property by Zhou Li, stood up excitedly and shouted angrily: "He has ruined everything for me. There is no way I will give in to him." !」
These people slowly realized that if they really signed this regulation, all their losses and losses would have to be borne by themselves, and they would not even be able to complain to the outside world. Therefore, when the first person protested, some people who had lost money in this gambling also started to shout.
However, most people chose to remain silent. They looked at the troublemakers as if they were waiting for something.
"I am enforcing the emergency regulations of Article 6 of the King's Act."
Suddenly, the king tightened his grip on the scepter, and with a wave of energy, everyone shut their mouths. And those agitated congressmen suddenly froze on the spot. They stood in their seats, their eyes full of horror.
Because they all know what the so-called Article 6 Emergency Regulations are.
"The king has the right to make judgments under the eyes of everyone who destroys the unity of England and South and harms the interests of England and South. Now, I, Khazik Alpha, activate this regulation. To those who refuse to sign this contract, Implement indiscriminate judgment!"
As the scepter fell heavily, the excited members suddenly turned pale and kept trembling. After a while, red marks appeared on the necks of these people, and their lives disappeared.
"Who is in favor? Who is against?"
Kha'Zix Alpha, the second emperor of the New Era of Yingnan.
On December 19, 1899 in the New Calendar, it was decided that the whole country would help Tariq restore his original status. Provide a large number of
interest loans, and also donated dozens of heavy-duty magic energy devices. His charitable deeds have won praise from the international community. At the same time, Zhou Li, the then Protector of Tariq, spoke highly of him and praised him.
same year······
In the spacious conference room, a long oval table divides the conference room into two halves. And Magnum III, sitting at the end of the long table, wears a luxurious crown and a monarch's sword at his waist. After watching all the members and nobles take their seats, he slowly said:
"Look at the table."
After receiving the order, everyone looked at the table together. In front of them, there was only a piece of copied paper. On the paper, there is only one sentence.
[Be sure to be a kind and good baby] -Handwritten by your dear Zhou Li
"Of course, this is also my order to you."
The monarch of the feudal country, Magnum III looked at everyone, his calm words carrying unbreakable pressure.
"Start now and spit out the blood you usually suck."
"do you understand?"
There was no excitement or loud protest. These congressmen, who had been numbed by Zhou Li, said on the spot that we are all internationalist fighters. What stands out is that one side is in trouble and has support from all sides. If Tariq dares to give us a penny of interest, it will be against us internationalists. The contempt of the Buddhas.
Magnum III, the third emperor of the Magnum New Era.
On December 19, 1899 in the New Calendar, it was decided that the whole country would help Tariq restore his original status. The nobles under his banner donated money enthusiastically and performed many charitable deeds. Their good deeds have won praise from the international community. At the same time, Zhou Li, the then Lord Protector of Tariq, praised him and the Tariq nobles and commented at the same time.
"Based on your anthropomorphic behavior this time, I won't bother you when I go back."
